After a full 10 days of a stomach flu, sleep deprivation and Pine Sol fumes are trying to get the best of me. I know "some" like to remind me that these are the "best days of my life," and not to "wish them away." I understand and appreciate their attempt (although I question their sincerity), but am SO glad that God speaks a better language! "For He Himself knows our frame; He is mindful that we are but dust." (Psalm 103:14)
Situations are never perfect, but the key to our success is perspective. Those who endure trials with hope always seem to come out unscathed. So I will hope, with great expectancy. In the words of my mother: "The best is yet to come!" :D

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